Secrets (h.s)

Cuts/scars

Ella's pov

I waited until Harry was asleep which didn't take long. then i unwrapped his arms from my waist. He mumbled a bit but was thankfully still sleeping. I went down stairs and grabbed the blanket from the closet and a pillow, then I adjusted the pillow on the couch till I was comfortable. I later down and covered myself with the blanket. I thought about what Harry did and said to me. My back is killing and I really need to apply the cream to help heal my back but I couldn't reach all the places it needs to get applied. My stomach didn't hurt as much but I could still feel pain there to. I lift up my shirt to see a bruise forming. I was mad at Harry but I didn't want to be the one to deal with him tomorrow when he has a hangover. Hopefully the water helped. Just in case I took a Advil and a glass of water upstairs and placed it on the night sides quietly. I then went back downstairs and slept on the couch.

Harry's pov.

I woke up because of the bright sunlight slipping through the curtains. I groan and cover my face with the pillow. I can't remember anything that happened last night, so I have no idea how I ended up in this room. I'm surprised my hangover isn't killing me alive right now. Yeah my head hurt but not a lot, like a slight headache. I look at the bed side table and see a Advil and glass of water. I pop the pill in my mouth and drink some of the water to wash it down.

I decided I should take a shower since I had "fun" last night. If you don't know what I mean I had sex.

I got out of the shower and got dressed in some black joggers and a white tee shirt. I feel completely fine no headache at all.

I run downstairs to see Ella eating some cereal. I was expecting her to look up at me and smile since that's what she usually does but she doesn't.

"Thanks for the Advil and water, it helped." I said cheerfully.

I was in a good mood. I got some last night and had lots of fun. I also didn't have a Terible hangover like I usually would.

I look to see Ella looking at her cereal not eating anymore.

"Ella" I said softly.

She didn't look in my eyes she just kept looking down.

I wonder why she's not taking to me.

"Ella, what's wrong?" I ask her

She finally looked up at me and her eyes were a green mixed with grey.

Oh shit that's not good.

I noticed that her eyes changed colour depending on her moods, and grey was either sad, scared, or mad.

She looked at me with emotionless eyes and pulled up her shirt just enough to expose a bruise that was about the size of her fist.

I feel my eyes widen in shock and felt angry that I let anyone hurt her.

"Who did that to you?" I asked trying to sound calm but inside I was ready to beat that fucker up.

She pointed at me and ran towards the stairs.

I froze in shock. Her actions still processing through my mind.

I hit her.

I slammed my hands down on the table some of Ella's cereal spilling on the table.

I couldn't have hit her. Especially when everything has been going good between us. No I didn't hit her. she's probably trying to cover up something that Louis did. Yeah that must be it Louis probably did it. But then again I have been told I am a violent drunk. I also have been told that I'm a nice drunk to though.